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were getting busy
My head getting dizzy
Said some things I shouldn't have
Baby, I'm sorry
But if there's another with you in the end
Promise I'll be

Emptyness, a life of greed
Nightmares coming true for me
Blind-fold around my head and eyes
If they catch me I must die

My fear awaits me much more

on the town matter fact we spend the night at the house
Love the way you be riding around
When I'm with you better not see a frown
Love when you walk and your

Told you Ima grind, momma Ima make you proud
Cause I'm stickin' to the plan, I ain't movin' with uh doubt
Tell me when you need me n I swear I'll be

this city isn't fair
Sorry I rained on your parade and plus my sudden disappearance
Maybe I'll still be walking by your side but just in spirit

come with the facts
I don't play Gats but my niggas they will
While we rolling the pack
Send me the Addy I'll come through the back
Your people aint home

cannot take no more
Got me going loco
You got a hole in one, I took a hard blow
Caught a nigga slipping in a choke hold
I was took by surprise, now my soul

you baby it'll be alright
As I wiped those tears off from your eyes
Kissed you on the cheek and held you tight
Sitting by the shoreside through

hit that kitty
Might hot-box the whip like B-Real was in it
I had a dream feelin' lucid, every word I meant it
We put the hood name on our back, I'm

and Tweetie Muffin
Sweet Bugs, I'm hoppin'
I just guess I'm honey bunnin'
Be careful not to spazz
Like Taz, I'll Razzle Dazzle
While I'm listening to jazz
I

down I rest alone in my bed
Sometimes I'm thinking to myself that I'd be better off dead
So I'll drown all of my feelings in some music turned loud
But I

to the condo we got flavors on the shelf
I'll pull up by myself that's how I step can't catch yo breath
You swimmin wit the sharks ain't no help
I pull wit them

Why aren't you here yet now
I'm about to throw in the towel
Are we ever hanging out
Am I not fun to be around
To the bedroom oh yeah
Oh babe won't you

Pump his stomach he ill
We getting lit
430 Benz for the wip
Drive by
Let off a clip
Pump on the strip
Cop me some work then flip
Shorty she loving

You make wack shit
I make ill shit
Circle filled with
People I could build with
You take old shit
Try and repurpose it
I take fresh ideas
Grow

someone else was on the phone
I been around the rope
They call me Rey Mysterio
Hit you in the morning with the addy
Send it up the road
Back up on my shit

I watched you pull the strings
To make me bleed
Felt so trapped by the hand that feeds
Nothing but lies and fallacies

Now you're fucking rotting

I got a problem
And it's something that's been affecting me my whole life
I just gotta let it out

38 times I been around the sun
And not once has

I'll be damned if I go rent again
Grinding hard I did it by myself nobody pitched in shit
Write my best shit when I'm high I smoke a L to win again
There

you
It's laughing at you, you idiot
I for one don't owe you dick
So I'll take your half-witted attempt at an insult
On the chin and be done with it

The world we know is such a toxic place
Opinions all around there's no escape
We step outside and the world feels grey
Where people wish their lives

Let’s go play in the underground
Heard you brought new friends around
So how about we kill the light?
Please don’t make me lose my mind 

Cause last

methods on the metro
Who around when I need help? Crickets
That's a trap line get it
Did I fuck up the joke by explaining
Should break it down stop breaking

hey, I've never seen you
Hey, are you from around here too?
So hey, can I get to know you?
I don't care about your past
Baby girl I can be your last
So